Revolving door...

so, these guys left me again. scout camp, catalina island, camp cherry valley. this is supposedly the "creme de la creme" of camps. i'm happy for them, i really am. i keep trying to tell myself to get used to this, this revolving door syndrome. never having a full house. always thinking that you've left someone at the grocery store. i drove home from church today alone...3 cars for only 6 people...anyhow, the boys asked me if i enjoyed myself being all alone, i lied and said it was a little like heaven. caelum whipped around and said "you had HEAVEN in you CAR!" i miss that. people talking to me, constantly, never stopping. i miss ian and avery's constant borage of questions and observations. i will miss elyse and that singing, in every corner of the house, so loud and obnoxious that i scream for her to stop. i will miss carson and his ridiculous laughing at absolutely EVERYTHING that max does, and i will just plain miss max. i will miss camden's bossing me and everyone else around with how SHE thinks that the house should look and be cleaned and how many cookies should go on the plate for the neighbors, ending in a full battle of wills and her finally saying "fine, but they WON'T be happy!" actually, i have no idea how i got on this rant. i'm kind of feeling sorry for myself because i enjoy my chaos. i enjoy the constant nagging to pick up and clean up and shut ups! of course, right now, all i have to do is go upstairs because i still have 5 kids left at home to pick on...actually that sounds like the perfect medicine!